Gwen Fox car had already driven some distance away, the alley between that villa was not good to drive back, drove to the entrance of the alley, directly got out of the car and ran to the villa in front of him.
But a few minutes time, that villa is already a blazing fire.
He rushed in, and only then smelled a large gasoline smell.
Yolanda Taylor, who was supposed to be standing on the balcony, had already disappeared. He lifted his leg and kicked the door, but it was locked, so he couldn’t kick it open at all.
Gwen Fox’s usual expressionless face finally changed a little, and he called out to the inside, but no one answered him.
The fire inside got bigger and bigger, and the wind blew over, even blowing up a burst of thick smoke.
He took his cell phone and called the police, after the police, Gwen Fox tried to kick open the door again, but how can not kick open.
Next to someone came out, see people, Gwen Fox rushed over: “Is there an axe?”
“No, no.”
Where would there be an axe inside an ordinary home, Gwen Fox walked toward the home again, “What kind of sharp weapon is there?”
The owner seemed to think of something and quickly found Gwen Fox a hoe.
Gwen Fox dragged the hoe and went back to the villa, but the door of the villa was wooden, but it was full of materials, he hoe several times, but the door did not open.
After realizing this, Gwen Fox no longer in the door on the fight, he remembered the first floor of the living room has a large floor window, he quickly around to the side, with a hoe to the floor window ruthlessly smashed down.
“Bang–” a moment, that floor window broken open, he threw down the hoe, to rush inside.
The owner of the villa next to him pulled him a bit, “It’s such a big fire inside, you rush in–”
“Let go!”
His eyes were all hostile, the veins on his forehead rippled, that host family was so frightened that their hands trembled, and they directly let go.
Gwen Fox rushed in, the fire was coming down from the second floor, the first floor wasn’t very big yet.
He rushed to the stairs, the second floor had been burned to the ground, the smoke rolled, Gwen Fox looked around, Yolanda Taylor was not on the second floor.
That’s when, after twelve minutes, the fire truck finally arrived.
Gwen Fox was choking and couldn’t breathe. The master bedroom was on the third floor, and Yolanda Taylor must have been on the third floor!
However, the fire on the third floor was even worse than the second floor, the smoke inside the house was getting thicker and thicker, he had just gone up to the third floor, and he couldn’t hold on any longer.
Firefighters heard someone inside and rushed in to save him.
When they saw Gwen Fox, the firefighters hurriedly dragged him to evacuate.
Gwen Fox was choking on the smoke and fainted a little. Before he passed out, he only said two words, “Save her.”
Yolanda Taylor died, inside the same fire she burned herself.
Because of the dryness of the late winter and the high winds, that long fire took over an hour to extinguish.
When firefighters found Yolanda Taylor, all that was left was a disfigured body.
The body was found in the master bedroom on the third floor. The fire started on the second floor, but the villa was drenched in gasoline and burned quickly.
It wasn’t just the second floor that started the fire, the third floor was also set on fire, right from the master bedroom, so when the firefighters went up to the third floor, Yolanda Taylor was on the bed covered in fire.
She was drenched in gasoline, and after the firefighters put it out, the person was a black charred body.
The fire shocked all of Borden City, and no one expected Yolanda Taylor to be so cruel as to let herself go up in flames in front of Gwen Fox.
No one knows what happened that night, and no one dares to ask Gwen Fox.
Gwen Fox was carried out from the villa, I heard that it was him who wanted to rush in, but the fire inside was too big, his lungs inhaled a lot of smoke, and he was admitted to the hospital that night.
It was noon the next day when Gwen Fox woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lamar Fox sitting beside him.
“Where’s Yolanda Taylor?”
Lamar Fox was rare and somewhat silent, and when he didn’t say anything, Gwen Fox knew what he meant.
His heart suddenly twisted into a knot as he remembered last night, when she had laughed in the night and said, “Gwen Fox, I’m going to make you remember for the rest of your life that I hate you! I hate you!”
“You’ve got a smoked throat, and the doctor said it’s best to keep quiet for a while.”
Lamar Fox looked at him and sighed, “Gwen, you chose this, no one forced you.”
He knew everything Gwen Fox did, he couldn’t see Yolanda Taylor, naturally he didn’t put Yolanda Taylor in the bottom of his eyes, Gwen Fox had been having a hard time with himself over something that happened more than ten years ago, so he turned a blind eye and let him do as he pleased.
He just didn’t expect that Yolanda Taylor would make such a mess.
She was awesome, dying herself and getting it over with, leaving Gwen Fox for the rest of her life …
“You didn’t like her anyway, it’s good that the person is dead, you’ll be clean afterward, and it’s time for you to let go of your mom and dad’s business.”
It was Yolanda Taylor who had died, and Lamar Fox, while not clapping his hands, still felt a little good about it.
Earlier he can see, although Gwen Fox mouth what she is the Taylor family people, will not let her good, but which time, and really personally feel sorry for Yolanda Taylor? Petra’s death was an accident, if she did not escape, it is not so panicked in the middle of the night ran on the highway was hit by a car and died.
“I want some quiet time.”
Gwen Fox on the hospital bed finally opened his mouth, Lamar Fox looked at him for a while: “Okay, you don’t want to think too much, look at you even rushed in to save people, only you didn’t save them, that little bit of love, it’s almost over.”
“Grandpa!”
Seeing his bad face, Lamar Fox finally stopped talking and turned around to walk out.
As soon as this incident happened, the Fox family blocked Gwen Fox’s news, and Gwen Fox was transferred to a private hospital.
The Fox family is all over this hospital, no one can come in and bother Gwen Fox.
After Lamar Fox left, Gwen Fox was left alone in the hospital room.
He inclined his head to look out of the window, but the bottom of his eyes was the blazing fire last night.
It seemed like it happened a long time ago, and then again it didn’t.
He thought he’d be happy that Yolanda Taylor was dead, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered her last words last night.
She was so confident, so sure.
Kipling Taylor’s DUI had killed his mom and dad, and he’d never been able to look at any of them in THE Taylor family in a good light.
Whether it was Kipling Taylor or Petra, if they were dead, they were dead, and he didn’t feel sorry for them.
But now Yolanda Taylor was dead.
None of the Taylor family was alive, as he had hoped, and they were all reunited at the bottom.
He should be happy, he should run to his parents’ graves and tell them that the bad guys finally got their comeuppance.
But what was that tugging pain in his heart?
Is it bad?
Yes.
He drifted off into a trance, remembering that day, he stood under the big banyan tree at their school, he asked her if she wanted to be his lover, she looked up at him, a pair of almond eyes inside a full smile.
She said, “Yes.”
But then she said, Gwen Fox, I hate you.
Didn’t you hate him?
How could you be so stupid as to go to your own death?